Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

(Apologies first, I revised the last chapter at the company, there are many typos, I just checked it again, I have revised it, I am really sorry, I will pay attention to it next time.)

Harry followed Snape to the office in the basement.

He has been here many times, every time he was put in detention by Snape, he had to come here to deal with disgusting materials.

Harry was just thinking, he didn't provoke Snape recently, why was he still being troubled.

Just when Harry was in a daze, Snape finally spoke.

"Potter, I will give you potion guidance this holiday."

"Huh?"

Harry had a black question mark face, he had never applied for any extracurricular tutoring, let alone potions.

If possible, he didn't even want to take the potion class.

However, the prerequisite for becoming an Auror is to pass the final exam in the potion class, and he must get a good grade, so he has to go even if he pinches his nose.

"Do you think I want to waste my precious vacation time to guide a rotten wood?"

Snape saw Harry's stunned look and showed a trace of disgust.

"You are now representing Hogwarts. If you can't make any decent potions, it will not only bring shame to the school, but also ruin my reputation."

Harry suddenly realized.

That's what he said, how could Snape be so kind to pay attention to his grades.

Suddenly, he looked around and asked in confusion: "What about Cedric? He is also a warrior."

Snape sneered: "Diggory's potion grades are the best in the whole school. Do you think everyone is like you, who can't even make the most common antidote?"

Harry's face turned red with anger, but he couldn't refute it.

What's wrong with my food? Did I eat your rice?

Snape lowered his head and pretended to be nonchalant, saying, "Tell me what materials you got from the ruins."

"I will choose potions that suit your ability for guidance. After all, you can't learn too difficult ones."

Harry looked up weakly: "Professor, there are more than a dozen kinds in total, I can't remember them."

"Then why don't you go back to the dormitory and get them all!"

A quarter of an hour later.

Harry returned to the office panting with the package and poured out the contents.

"Sneezewort, spider legs, airship lee, Christmas cactus... Oh? And cheek sac grass, this thing is not cheap."

Looking at these materials, Snape nodded slightly.

"Universal antidote, anti-burn potion, true vision potion, these can all be made, you are quite lucky."

"Professor." Harry's eyes fell on the gillweed: "What is this thing used for?"

Madame Maxime was surprised by this yesterday, and Snape seemed to value it very much.

"Although it has few uses, it is very rare, so it can be sold at a good price." Snape said casually: "After eating it, you will grow gills that last for twoHalf an hour, you can breathe and move freely underwater."

Harry nodded and wrote it down.

"Hmm..." Snape used his wand to fiddle with the messy materials on the table, and raised his eyebrows: "Potter, I heard...you got a bottle of Phoenix Tears from Lawrence?"

"From the Niffler's hand." Harry corrected.

"It makes no difference." Snape was very impatient: "Why don't you take it out."

Harry looked at him puzzledly: "Can't Phoenix Tears be used directly?"

"Stupid!" Snape scolded: "Dripping it directly on the wound can only have the most ordinary healing effect, which is the most wasteful use!"

"If it is made into a potion, it will not only be more effective, but also have more functions! ”

Harry had no choice but to take out the Phoenix Tears.

When Snape saw it, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He had gone to such great lengths just to get the tears. Like Dumbledore, he thought that Wayne gave him the Phoenix Tears.

But it was obviously not.

It was just an ordinary bottle of Fox's Tears.

But it was okay. Snape was not picky about food, and he would take whatever he could.

Although Fox's Tears could not be used to make resurrection potions, they were also good materials.

"Today, I will teach you how to make a potion to expel dark creatures. As long as you apply it on your body, you can deal with most dark creatures and make them dare not approach you. "

Snape waved his wand in a faint voice.

Several materials and Phoenix Tears floated up and landed on the experimental table.

He strode over and quietly moved some of the tears away while Harry was not paying attention, with a slight curl of his lips.

Having earned extra money, Snape was rarely patient with Harry. He did not scold him for two hours, which even surprised Harry.

In the past, Snape's temper would only be restrained when he only used gender-changing mints.

What happened today?

"Go back and review the process again. If you are sure, go to the referee to apply for production."

Snape waved his hand and began to drive people away.

Harry did not mind, put away the materials and walked out of the office.

Standing in the empty corridor, Harry took out a small bottle filled with Phoenix Tears, and a bold idea came to his mind.

"You want to sell Phoenix Tears? ”

At the entrance of the Hufflepuff common room, Cedric looked at Harry in surprise.

“Yes, Snape taught me a very strong exorcism potion.” Harry said truthfully.

“Oh, it’s made of Aconitum as the main ingredient.” Cedric suddenly realized, “If Phoenix Tears are added, the efficacy can indeed be greatly improved.”

Harry: “…”

He understood the gap between himself and Cedric.

He had just mentioned the potion, and the other side already knew it.What is it.

"Right, so I want to sell some Phoenix Tears. I don't need so many anyway."

Cedric hesitated: "But does the rule allow it?"

Harry explained: "I just asked Professor Dumbledore, there is no rule that does not allow warriors to trade, as long as these materials are brought out of the ruins."

Hearing that Dumbledore said it was okay, Cedric was indeed a little tempted.

"How are you going to sell it?"

"One drop is ten Galleons, and an exorcism potion only needs three drops."

It's so expensive.

Cedric grinned in pain.

No, it shouldn't be expensive, it should be said that he is poor.

Phoenix tears have always been in short supply, and many people want to buy them but can't. Harry spent more than a hundred Galleons to bribe Sniff yesterday and got them, which is already a big profit.

Ten Galleons per drop. Although there is no reference in the market, someone will definitely be willing to accept the price once it is announced.

"I want ten drops."

Finally, Cedric gritted his teeth and accepted the price.

"Wait for me, I'll go back and get the bottle."

After saying that, he turned and went into the lounge.

Harry's expression remained unchanged, and he was almost overwhelmed.

Is this how Wayne feels when he makes money?

It's so comfortable to see others feel pain but have to pay.

Sure enough, question Wayne, understand Wayne, and become Wayne.

Soon, Cedric came out again, holding a glass bottle and a wallet.

Taking the 100 Galleons, Harry carefully dripped ten drops, and the Phoenix Tears in the bottle were visibly reduced by about one-fifth.

Harry was a little confused. Didn't Snape just drip three drops? Why did it feel a lot less?

More than what he gave to Cedric.

"I should have brought all the money yesterday." Cedric said distressedly. He basically handed over all the money he earned this semester and pocket money.

"Maybe there will be a chance next time." Harry was in a good mood. He said hello to Cedric and left.

He still had to find other contestants.

There were still about fifty drops in his hand. He planned to sell another twenty drops and keep half for himself, which should be enough. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Not only did he not lose money, but he also made a lot.

But even if he was selling materials, he had to distinguish between the distant and the close.

Harry thought about it. After all, this thing was given by Wayne, so he should sell it to people who were close to him.

He looked around inside and outside the castle but didn't see Furong and Sakura. It was only after his classmates reminded him that he realized that they had gone out.

Finally, he had no choice but to find Cassandra.

"Phoenix Tears?" Sister Ka crossed her arms: "You are willing to sell them? Potter, I have to say, you surprise me."

"Tell me the number, I want them all."

Harry was stunned by her generosity and said quickly: "One person can only buy five drops at most."

If everyone sells ten drops, he won't have enough for himself, so Harry set a limit of five drops.

"How stingy." Cassandra muttered, but didn't force it.

This is Harry's thing, it's his freedom to sell as much as he wants.

In the evening, Wayne and his friends returned to the castle.

The girls were in a good mood, and the finished dress was very satisfactory. They couldn't wait to amaze everyone on the day of the ball.

After saying goodbye to the others, En asked Gardevoir to bring Luna over. []

"This is yours."

Wayne took out the dress and motioned Luna to try it on.

He secretly ordered the company to make it, so Hermione and the others didn't find out, but the specifications and cost were at the same level as the girls.

Luna was his private property. If other girls had it, she must have it too. The main point was fairness.

For example, the contract of the Knights of the Round Table, and the dress.

Luna will also be one of his dance partners tomorrow.

Looking at the luxurious dress in front of her, which was embellished with a lot of diamonds, Luna was also surprised by Wayne's behavior.

"My father has prepared it for me."

"Then keep it. I am your dance partner, and you must follow my aesthetics." Wayne pushed Luna into the room unreasonably.

Sighing, the girl knew that she couldn't beat him, so she had to change her clothes.

Five minutes later, looking at the fishtail skirt on Luna, Wayne nodded with satisfaction and took out a pair of crystal high heels for her to wear.

"Not bad, it's worthy of my choice."

Luna blinked, unable to tell whether he was praising her or herself.

This is probably the most lively Christmas in the history of Hogwarts.

Including students from other schools, the number of people staying in school is more than the total number of people in Hogwarts at ordinary times.

The Black Lake has begun to freeze, and it is very thick. Many people have made the recommended skates and are skating on it.

After the holiday, without the pressure of homework, the little wizards have completely liberated their nature. They can be seen everywhere inside and outside the castle.

The Quidditch field is also full every day. In addition to the school team in training, there are also those who use flying potions to make trouble in the air.

Today's breakfast is standard fish and chips, which makes Fleur very dissatisfied.

".Why are all the dishes so greasy? What if I gain weight and can't wear a dress?"

Wayne, who sits opposite her, doesn't even raise his eyelids.

Among the girls, Fleur is the most picky. Not only is she picky about food, but she is also very strict with herself.

Gabrielle secretly told her that Furong would weigh herself every night. Even if she gained only a pound, she would only eat some green leaves the next day and would not touch staple food, let alone fat.

"Come on, Gabrielle, have some pudding." Wayne put raspberry chocolate pudding on Gabrielle's plate, "You can't be like someoneYou are just as picky about food as a human being. When you have a stomachache, you will roll around on the bed. " Furong's face turned red and she glared at Wayne. The little girl smiled sweetly and said crisply, "Gabrielle knows. Gabrielle is not as picky about food as her sister." Furong pretended to be fierce and said, "Then you can wait to become a little fat pig."

"I like little fat pigs too. "Wayne rubbed the little girl's head and challenged Furong.

The girl was furious, but she could do nothing about these two people.

The big and the small just knew how to bully her.

After dinner, Wayne took Gabrielle to Hogsmeade.

The Christmas atmosphere in the village was particularly strong. Decorative lights were hung at the door of every household. Snow was piled on the Christmas tree, and magic was cast to reflect different colors, which was very beautiful.

Gabrielle's favorite was the candy of the Duke of Bee, but Wayne was afraid that she would have cavities, so he strictly stipulated the quantity.

This made Gabrielle a little unhappy, but she didn't dare to object.

The two bought a few bags of Christmas commemorative candies, visited two more shops, and then returned to the castle.

Although it was a holiday, Wayne became even busier.

His time was clearly arranged by several girls. In the morning, he accompanied Hermione, in the afternoon, he had to accompany Qiu, in the evening, it was Astoria, and the next day it was Fleur's turn.

From time to time, Sakura and Tomoyo would come to play with him, and Cassandra also needed him to accompany her to practice dancing. He was basically in a state of non-stop work.

Harry I sold Phoenix Tears to them, five drops each.

Krum, Buso, and Vladimir were so angry about this operation, but there was nothing they could do.

Wayne looked at Harry with a new eye.

His business acumen has been fully developed (with money).

In the past few days, when walking in the castle, I could see two little wizards, a boy and a girl, sneaking into a small room and then... practicing dancing.

Everyone was nervous and excited, hoping that they could shine at the Christmas ball. Brilliant, and solve personal problems by the way.

Wayne had seen Cedric and Angelina practicing. The two did not look like they were dancing, but like enemies, stepping on each other's insteps fiercely.

Before watching for long, the twins rushed over, looking like they were going to cut Cedric into pieces.

Hearing the screams behind him, Wayne shook his head, summoned the Phoenix King, and teleported himself to Crouch's home.

Seeing Wayne appear, Crouch, an empty-nest old man who was reading a newspaper, was also slightly stunned.

"Why are you here?"

Wayne turned his head and looked around.

"Tsk, it looks quite pitiful to spend Christmas alone. You can also come to Hogwarts to accompany your son. "

Crouch took a deep breath.

Not angry, not angry.

Even if he was angry, he couldn't beat him.

This is just a naughty kid.

After reciting silently, he felt better.He said, "You came all the way here, aren't you just to tease me?"

"I'm not that boring."

Wayne sat at the main seat naturally, and Shining carefully brought a cup of steaming hot black tea.

Even though he hadn't been here for a long time, he still remembered this gentleman's preferences.

"I heard that you are going to broadcast the next game live?" Wayne smiled at Shining, scaring the house elf enough, and asked casually.

Crouch nodded, "I do have this plan, I have applied for equipment."

"Well, it's good, and it makes everyone feel a little involved."

Wayne drank the tea in one gulp, "Bring the equipment as soon as possible, I want to make some changes."

"What do you want to change?" Crouch was a little curious.

"Nothing, just add some holy light, mosaics and so on."

"After all, the next game is in the water, so we have to make some preparations."